So the plan for today was to wake up early, load my car and be on my merry way to Chicago. Since my knees are still screwed up and I need lots of get-out-and-stretch stops, I had planned a whole road-trip itinerary: a shopping break in Jackson, a YMCA break in Kalamazoo, a wine-tasting break in Paw Paw, and whatever other coffee/food/bathroom breaks I deemed necessary. I'm not joking -- I even MapQuested the Y in KZoo! Sure, it would've taken me till 10 p.m. to get home, but at least it would've been a fun and productive day.
After stuffing my car with everything from laundry to my laptop to my beloved foam roller, I made my way through downtown Royal Oak. Halfway down Washington, I remembered that I needed a couple of things from CVS, so I turned down a side street that happened to feature a railroad crossing. I got stuck. On the tracks.
I seriously felt like I was in some kind of horrible scene from a movie. I kept switching back and forth between drive and reverse, but my car would not move. This went on a for a good minute or so, and not a single person behind me got out of their car to help me! When I finally broke free, I was so freaked out that I went straight back to my apartment. No way was I going to drive to Chicago now.
The one good thing about being stuck on the train tracks is it reminded me that I could always take Amtrak instead. Fortunately, I was able to get a ticket for the 5:30 p.m. train for only $32. If I were smarter, I would have just done that in the first place. No wine-tasting stops to look forward to, but much safer -- as long as we don't hit some poor driver who's stuck on the tracks!
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